as though some strange unknown animal
had entered our bodies
collective.......soft...... marine
we felt quickly for our urgent purses
....................of disaster
knew suddenly
that only some cold wind from some north
..............wasteland veldt
of what feels like............ a soul
could make this apparition evaporate
down there
in leaden understanding
hardheaded men in caps
.......................beat all day
and at dusk we rutted our hats aloft
never was there a time for this
such spreading pink evil
now in wild flares
petrol lit the night far off
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